"Pfft!"
The Tiger Lord fell to the ground, his face pale, spewing blood.
His face was swollen red from being hit, with bloodstains at the corners of his mouth; he looked utterly miserable.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Ye Xuan, with a cold face, leapt down from the second floor.
"Thud!"
Ye Xuan landed steadily on the first floor, right on Xiao Li's body.
A crisp "crack" sounded.
The unconscious Xiao Li awoke suddenly in intense pain, his face twisted in agony.
"You two dare to boast in front of me?"
Ye Xuan looked down coldly, with an expressionless face, contemptuously sneering a few times while fiercely scolding Tiger Lord and Xiao Li, who were like ants at his feet.
"You... you are courting death."
The Tiger Lord's face was swollen like a pig's head, his eyes wide with anger, locking his vicious gaze onto Ye Xuan, and he roared fiercely.
"Still being stubborn?"
Ye Xuan stepped forward quickly, slapping a sharp hit across the Tiger Lord's face.
"Smack!"
